Arctic Monkeys

Being back in Cape Town has been amazing, I dont think I've crammed as much of this city into such a short period of time ever. Constantly out looking for something new to do or place to revisit. All would be good if not for that section of music known as Brit punk/rock.

Every time I listen to Hard-Fi, or The Killers, Keane, Snow Patrol, Kaizer Chiefs or the newest member of this list, The Arctic Monkeys, I start missing London like you would miss your right hand. Of course there are times when I think back to 'the good ol days' getting drunk with Dayne in the Spanish bar, going absolutely mental the first time I was in HMV (with Marsh), blah blah blah, and I dont get too melan cholic, but missing the underground!? Who on earth misses that disease carrier? Back to the point, all this is fine until I put some Brit Rock on, then it just gets sad.

The solution? stop listening to damn british rock! I would, but its too good not to.